I do not advocate the idea of giving money to beggars, no matter how piteous their sight is. I feel it only encourages laziness.Despite ailments, handicaps and age factors, every human has other dignified choices to earn their bread from, other than begging. Also, with the common knowledge of the human trafficking racket that exists in cities like Mumbai, where all sorts of tortures are meted out on numerous innocent children to get them to beg, I would never give money to these kids, with the awareness that the money does not go into their pockets but to some inhuman underworld don who is forcing them to beg. Instead, I would prefer to buy them a pack of biscuits or a small tetra-pack of juice which would give them some respite from their hunger or thirst.It has been four days since.I am back from Mumbai, and I have yet not chanced upon a begging child for whom I could buy that pack of biscuit or juice.
Many a times I have come across beggars who stink of liquor and yet people offer them money.Don’t these people realize that although the beggar might be physically handicapped, weak or old, he is not going to utilize the money they gave him to feed himself or treat his handicap? He will go ahead and have yet another bottle of cheap country liquor when he collects enough money from the day’s begging.
A few months back, as a weekly ritual, I used to offer food to roadside beggars in a bid to donate a a certain amount from my personal kitty to the needy. On one such occasion, when I went to a temple in Mumbai where beggars flocked every evening, I had an experience that made me discontinue this activity. I had carried loaves of bread enough to feed at least twenty beggars. As I started distributing the loaves, the horde of beggars only kept increasing, to the point that I had to buy twice the number of loaves that I had carried, to oblige the beggars who had joined in after getting to know from their community that I was distributing food. In the process, there was a mad chaos as the beggars jostled and struggled to get their share of loaf before I was short of them again. They pushed, pulled and abused in desperation to get their hands on that one loaf.
Among them there was a pregnant woman with a tiny undernourished looking infant hanging onto her hip. She was trying unsuccessfully to reach out for a loaf. None of them gave way to the poor woman to come near me. When I noticed this, I saved one loaf for her, so that I could prioritize and give it to her later. The shops around me had run short of bread for me to buy more from them.Not to mention that I also was short of money to buy more. So when I had exhausted all the other loaves, and when the other beggars started turning away, I called the pregnant woman aside and gave her the loaf I had saved for her. She blessed me with a smile of gratitude. Filled with joy and contentment when I started moving away with the sense of a mission accomplished; I heard wails of the woman. My joy was short lived.When I turned back, I saw a major scuffle break out, in which the other beggars I had turned down were beating her up. The packet of bread lay shredded with the bread slices scattered all over the footpath. The beggars were carelessly stomping on the slices as they overpowered and showered abuses on the helpless woman. I did not dare to go back and intervene in the fight with the fear of getting physically hurt.
This incident has left me wary about helping beggars. Although they evoke sympathy and pity at times, you do not know if the money is going to the right person and for the right cause.And if it has reached the right person, is he able to get help from it or is it going to some other greedy money sucker? Instead I prefer to donate the money to charitable organizations and homes with established credibility.At least it assures me that my money has been of some help to a person in need. Although, it has taken away from me the simple joy of giving to that random needy on the roads and has planted in me a sense of prudence.
I still have that ten rupees tucked away in a corner of my wallet. And I have yet to find a needy person on whom I could spend it without any underlying suspicion.On second thoughts, its high time someone deserves a treat of biscuits.The stray dogs in my neighborhood…who greet me with unconditional love every time I step out have not been pampered in a long time now! What say people?
Do you have any other ideas for me to use this ten rupee note wisely in helping someone genuinely? Leave me a comment if you do.
This post was written for Wednesday Prompt at Write Tribe.The prompt given out this Wednesday was to pen a free write post of at least 500 words, minus the use of filler words, specifically: “Just, Quite, Really, Very, Literally, Perhaps, In order, Rather, Actually, Stuff.” Phew!… Managed to do it without those killer fillers 🙂
Hmm, it was a very interesting post.I'm not sure what I'd do if I was in your shoes. If you'd said "who does this belong to?"
Anyone could have claimed the money!
Thanks Sophie. Most of us would end up trying to claim money that we find accidentally. But the only thought that crossed my mind was that, did it belong to someone who really needed the money…if so it should reach another needy person, if not the same.
Hi, I popped by yesterday and read about your dilemma. It's a tough one. Maybe you could donate the money to a charity. That way, nobody suffers.
Thanks for dropping by again Francene.Its too small a sum to be donated to charity unless I chip in some more.But yes, worth considering.
In Connaught Place , Delhi I see this pregnant lady – who seems to be carrying a life in her womb no matter when you visit. And she has an army of 6-7 kids. I often doubt that her pregnancy is deceiving. But she surely gets something in her bag as people either give her something to eat or fill her pocket with.
I refrain from picking money because I will forever have it tucked in my wallet as I doubt I can find someone who really deserves it.
Nice thought provoking post!
That's surprising, Shine…are you saying the woman is always pregnant and keeps delivering kids even after her string of 6-7? Or is it that she's faking her pregnancy like so many other beggars who fake their handicap? It sure is a challenge to find the deserving needy to help.Glad you stopped by 🙂
Vinodini,
I'm delighted in my heart to know that you worry and share your worry about aptly donating, whatever be the sum of money.
My suggestion, never give money. Buy something, food, if you can. And feed a really young kid, by being present till he / she finishes it before your eyes.
Saying this cuz I try it often. Feed. That ensures evrything is done what needs to be done.
Loved your post. God bless you Vinodini.
Thanks for the tips Anupam.It does make sense to feed a hungry child.Giving money is out of question unless it is for a charitable institute of credibility. Great to have you here.God bless you too 🙂
May be you can give it to a singer in the train ? I do not know whether you have such people in mumbai..
Simple girl, we do have singers on local trains in Mumbai but they again are glorified beggars who could be a part of the human trafficking racket.Nice thought though…would have loved to give it as a token of my respect to their talent.
I guess, I would have given it to the handicapped fellows near the railway station or the beggar children who work like sing or clean. Generally, we donate food, clothes and books at SOS Village and Mother Teresa Home. Here we are sure that the things would be used for the needy rightfully!
I agree Shilpa, the homes and established trusts are always a better option especially when you donate in kind.I wouldn't trust giving money to the handicapped beggars also…though some might be genuinely handicapped but there are some who fake it big time.
Vinodini! Keep doing the good work and I think we owe it to society. My heart goes to the beggar woman and agree, its a tough talk and better to buy milk or food. You brought back alive Mumbai memories. I'm glad u kept the money and I mean, its good to add it up and suggest if u can save and or try gather funds from funds to finance a child's education At Colaba, you have Nanhe Kali where u can finance a child's education for a year covering books and fees..it cost 2,500 yearly.
Hope u don't mind my suggestion.
Cheerz
Thanks Vishal.Suggestions are more than welcome. I don't mean to discuss this publicly for the fear of sounding immodest, but yes, I do donate for a cause on the lines that you are suggesting.It is for the upkeep of a physically challenged child for an year….donated it at CRY.
But you know its a whim of sorts for me to use this tenner on its own to help a needy ….silly as it may sound ;)…I'm not sure if people might relate to it! The Mumbai chronicles are never ending, especially rich with such experiences 🙂